If you are fifty years old and have a forty-year-old face, that's all if you take good care of it.

But now that the plastic surgery industry is developed, many wealthy ladies will undergo minor plastic surgery, and their entire expression will become unnatural.

Micro-expression analysis has no place to play.

The unexpected start made Luke a little depressed.

If you think about many things well, you will encounter various problems when doing them.

Moreover, everything before was just Luke's speculation. Since no problem was found, Luke was investigating other clues, and Luke was not too entangled.

If there is evidence that Ruth Morgan is related to the oil painting robbery, Luke will conduct an in-depth investigation, such as investigating her financial situation and whether she has spent large amounts of money; secondly, arrange for people to follow her.

However, during this visit, no clues were found related to Ruth Morgan and the robbery, and it was difficult for Luke to conduct an in-depth investigation without evidence.

This is against regulations.

Luke also didn't want to offend a Morgan family member for no reason.

Instead, Luke went to visit the next buyer, Albus Stone.

Albus Stone is a stock market tycoon, known as California Buffett, who has long held stocks in Disney, Apple, Amazon and other companies.

This old man is eighty years old this year and lives in a villa in the suburbs. Of course, he has more than this house under his name, so Luke can only try his luck.

The courtyard was grand. Although the area was not as large as a manor, it was much larger than an ordinary villa. As usual, Jackson rang the doorbell and explained his intention before being led into the villa.

There are flowers and plants planted on the left side of the yard, and you can faintly smell a faint fragrance of flowers. On the right side is an open-air swimming pool, which is very large. There is an awning near the villa, and there are tables, chairs, tea sets, and a hairdresser underneath.

The gray woman is drinking tea.

The servant led the two of them to the old woman's side, then leaned over and left.

The old woman looked up at Luke and the two of them, "Albus Stone is my husband. What do you want to do with him?"

Jackson introduced, "Mrs. Stone, I am Detective Jackson from the Robbery and Murder Division, and this is our Captain Li."

The old woman put down her teacup and said slowly, "This is the first time a police detective has come to our house.

Please take a seat."

Luke got straight to the point, "We are here to see Mr. Albus Stone."

Mrs. Stone asked, "What do you want from him?"

"I heard that Mr. Albus Stone collected an oil painting by Eke Schafer?"

"Yes, that oil painting is called "The Secret of the Louvre". He bought it a few years ago. Is there any problem?"

Luke repeated what he said about Ruth Morgan, only this time it was replaced by Eke Schafer's work.

Mrs. Stone thought for a moment and shook her head, "I...can't remember clearly. My husband personally arranged the oil paintings."

"We are just worried that the group of robbers will continue to commit crimes, and their target is probably the oil painting "The Secret of the Louvre". I want to talk to Mr. Stone in person to avoid accidents." Luke said in a sincere tone.

Mrs. Stone held the tea cup with her hand and said, "Thank you for your kindness. My husband is recovering from illness and it is not convenient for him to see outsiders."

"We won't interrupt for long."

Mrs. Stone frowned, "Sorry, I don't want these things to affect him."

Luke did not intend to leave without seeing the real owner. Who knows if he was feeling guilty, "Mrs. Stone, this group of robbers is very dangerous. Several police officers have been killed by them.

If they really focus on your oil painting, both you and Mr. Stone will be in danger."

Mrs. Stone's face changed slightly, "Can't you catch the robber?"

Luke said, "We have been working hard to investigate, and we also need Mr. Stone's cooperation so that we can investigate the case as soon as possible."

Mrs. Stone looked a little embarrassed, with a hint of sadness, shook her head and said, "Sorry, it's really inconvenient for him to have guests.

I already know your purpose of coming, and I will be careful."

Mrs. Stone assumed the attitude of seeing off a guest.

Luke used all the excuses he could and said what needed to be said, but the other party refused on the grounds that Albus Stone was recovering from illness, and Luke couldn't force it.

However, as soon as I came to the door, the other party fell ill. Isn't it a coincidence?

Albus Stone is already eighty years old, and it is normal for him to have some illness. Whether it is to the extent that he is unable to see guests is unknown.

Luke and Jackson got up and left.

At this moment, a servant ran out in a hurry and said, "Madam, go and have a look.

Mr. fainted again."

Mrs. Stone's expression changed greatly, the tea cup in her hand fell to the ground, she held her skirt in both hands and ran toward the house. As she ran, she asked, "Has the doctor been there?"

"Yes, Dr. John has been resting next door and has already rushed to the ward."

Luke and Jackson looked at each other and followed them towards the villa.

The interior of the villa was very large. Everyone walked along the corridor to the innermost room. There were bursts of shouts in the room.

"The patient fainted, had difficulty breathing, and had an arrhythmia that was getting weaker and weaker. Prepare to use a defibrillator..."

Mrs. Stone burst into the room and shouted, "Dr. John, how is my husband? You must save him!"

A man in a white coat was pressing the patient's chest and had no time to pay attention.

The female nurse next to her shouted, "The defibrillator is ready."

At this time, Luke also walked to the door. There was a strong smell of medicine in the room. An old man wearing a ventilator was lying on the bed, the clothes on his chest were torn off, and several people were surrounding the hospital bed.

The doctor took an 'electric shock device' in each hand and pressed it against the old man's chest.

"boom!"

"Come again."

"boom!"

…

After being shocked several times in a row, everyone held their breath.

The female nurse shouted, "Mr. Stone's heartbeat has resumed!"

"Thank God!

Thank you for not taking him away." Mrs. Stone walked to the bed and held the old man's right hand tightly.

Luke was too embarrassed to stay here and was an eyesore, so he left the villa with Jackson.

Jackson sighed, "I originally thought he was pretending to be sick and was afraid to see us because he was feeling guilty, but I didn't expect..."

Luke also didn't expect that Albus Stone's condition would be so critical.

On the way back, the atmosphere in the car was a bit depressing.

His own testing didn't yield much results, so Luke wanted to ask the deputy team if they had found anything.

Luke called to inquire, but the deputy team may still be busy and did not answer the call.

Luke hung up the phone, forget it, let's go back to the police station first.

The car stopped at a traffic light intersection. Suddenly, a black Mercedes-Benz flashed past at a very fast speed.

Then, several cars followed behind. There were no police logos on their bodies, but their lights were flashing and their sirens were honking.

Jackson raised his eyebrows, "Oh, it's so lively."

Luke felt that the tracking vehicle did not look like the police, "Follow it."

"Yes, sir." Jackson turned right on the signal and turned right from the through lane without waiting for the traffic light.

Jackson drove very fast and caught up with the car in front of him that was flashing its lights and honking its siren.

Luke took out the laptop in the car and checked the license plate number information through the police system.

…

Ahead, in a Ford SUV, Anthony, who was sitting in the passenger seat, put on his body armor and cursed, "Fuck, this bastard discovered me!"

What do you idiots do for food?

I really want to kick you back to the training camp and partner with those rookies." Anthony scolded and used the walkie-talkie to direct, "Contact the nearby patrol police and ask them to try to intercept you in front of the road."

During the conversation, the Mercedes-Benz car in the front suddenly turned its steering wheel, turned left, knocked over the fence and rushed into the opposite lane.

“Fuck!

Turn around!

Pay attention to safety." Anthony complained, but the tire breaker was no longer needed.

Several cars with flashing lights also turned around.

When Jackson saw the car in front of him making a sudden U-turn, he exclaimed, "It's quite vigorous!"

Luke grabbed the right armrest and said, "There are people from the FBI tracking us ahead, so don't worry."

The FBI is also investigating the oil painting robbery case. With such a big fuss happening, they may be tracking the suspects in the case.
To be continued...